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at Hollywood's Skylight Theatre, is our Pick of the Week. Recommendations include Jeffrey Hatcher's adaptation of Henry James' The Turn of the Screw at Hollywood's Underground Theatre; and Catherine Butterfield's The Sleeper at North Hollywood's Theatre Tribe. Click here for all the latest New Theater Reviews, or after the jump.

A LITTLE NIGHT MUSIC With a stage adorned with designer Adam Flemming's handsome, towering bamboo trees, you know immediately that this is no orthodox production of one of Stephen Sondheim's most popular musicals. Director Tim Dang sets the show in an unnamed location referred to in the program as "the most European of Asian cities," but that description doesn't offset the nagging impression that it's been cumbersomely shoehorned onto Hugh Wheeler's libretto about the amorous mismatches among a quartet of lovers in late-19th century Sweden. Jessica Olson's costumes are alluring, and musical director Caroline Su helms an impressive string-and-piano ensemble, but the singing of Sondheim's songs is glaringly inconsistent. Jon Jon Briones, as lawyer Fredrik Egerman, tries his best, but the strain in his voice is often apparent. Melody Butiu is a very good Desiree Armfeldt, until she tanks with the signature piece "Send in the Clowns." Seminarian Henrik Egerman, as played by Glenn Fernandez, is outstanding, as is Maegan McConnell as Petra. East West Players, David Henry Hwang Theater, 120 Judge John Aiso St., Little Tokyo; Wed.-Sat., 8 p.m.; Sun. 2 p.m.; through June 10. (213) 625-7000, eastwestplayers.org. (Lovell Estell III)

GO THE SLEEPER

Two Faces of Buster Keaton: French Stewart and Joe Fria

Nancy Savan

Set in the wake of 9/11, Catherine Butterfield's lacerating comedy weaves a tale of adultery into a ramifying portrait of American narcissism and paranoia. Swept up in the national frenzy, impressionable housewife Gretchen (Mandy Levin) attends an anthrax-awareness seminar. As she's leaving, she meets a handsome younger man (Ben Mathes), who sparks her lust as her self-absorbed husband (Pete Gardner) hasn't done for ages. The affair, with approval from her unsentimental therapist (Heather Robinson), proceeds swimmingly until Gretchen discovers her credit cards missing and begins to suspect her progressive-minded paramour of theft, subversion and terrorist sympathies. Director Stuart Rogers mounts a crisp, well-paced production, with an ensemble that mines the play's ironies to create a droll snapshot of clueless Americana. Gardner is hilarious as a tight-lipped, self-centered male, obsessed with Wall Street pursuits. Mathes oozes charm as Gretchen's insightful lover, while Corie Vickers adds spice as her vixenish sister. Levin, depicting a "good girl" ill-equipped for an amoral world, holds it all together well. Kudos to set designer Jeff McLaughlin for his wry backdrop of skewed ascending white columns. Are they missiles or minarets or phalluses? It's not clear, but it works great whichever way. Theatre Tribe, 5267 Lankershim Blvd., N. Hlywd.; Thurs.-Sat., 8 p.m.; through June 30. (800) 838-3006, theatretribe.com. (Deborah Klugman)

Given the monstrosities of our age, it's hard to regard a 19th-century ghost story as anything more than quaint, even if it is sourced in Henry James. Add to this consideration the dense literary timbre of Jeffrey Hatcher's script, and you've got an uphill battle for audience attention. Happily, this production, artfully directed by Dan Spurgeon, with accomplished performances by Amelia Gotham and Nich Kauffman, triumphs over those expectations. Shouldering most of the narration, Gotham portrays a governess hired to supervise the care of two orphans at a remote estate. Initially self-possessed, she begins to lose her bearings after sighting the specters of the dead former governess and her lover, while observing the strange behavior of her wards, whom she believes to be possessed by these spirits. Gotham's onstage transformation to madness is superb. The versatile Kauffman, capable of communicating a ton of meaning with a single squint, portrays all the other characters: the commanding master who hires Gotham, the uneducated housekeeper, a comic figure, the scary phantom and the disturbed 10-year-old Miles, at times a threatening presence. Any dramatized horror story needs creative lighting, and designer Dave Sousa, embellishing Tyler Travis' engaging black-and-white set, stylishly obliges. Underground Theater, 1312 Wilton Place, Hlywd.; Thurs.-Sat., 8 p.m.; through June 9. thevisceralcompany.com (Deborah Klugman)

WHERE THE GREAT ONES RUN

John Flynn

You can't win 'em all -- and that applies not only to Sonny Burl, the antihero of this West Coast premiere, but also to Rogue Machine. The company, which received numerous L.A. Weekly Theater Awards nods for a couple productions in 2011, starts this season off with a dud. Superstar country singer Sonny (Jeff Kober, a dead ringer for Jeff Bridges) returns for a final hometown show at the county fair bearing news for the wife he deserted, the daughter he never knew and his alcoholic brother. Playwright Mark Roberts deserves much of the blame for a script riddled with empty clichés, like, "That's all life is, one long test," cheap tugs at the audience's heartstrings and see-'em-coming-from-a-mile-away twists. But, with the exception of Tucker Smallwood, director Mark L. Taylor's cast lacks charm, making the characters either wooden or brittle. On the bright side, Adam Flemming's projection of a big ol' country sky on the back wall is an inventive way to dress a stage. Rogue Machine, 5041 W. Pico Blvd.; Fri.-Sat., 8 p.m.; Sun., 3 p.m.; through July 8. (855) 585-5185. (Rebecca Haithcoat)